With the extra money I have been earning lately I decided to go snowboarding with a few friends. They had found a really good deal to Lake Tahoe, staying in a catered chalet with lift passes included.
We flew from Manchester airport early on the Saturday morning, and after changing flights at Chicago we arrived in San Francisco late afternoon. With the time difference we were all pretty tired, and we crashed out in the back of the van for our four hour transfer to the resort.
It was gone 11p.m by the time we got to our chalet, but having had a couple of hours snoozing in the van we decided to dump our gear and go for a few drinks. The chalet host was called Dani, and she recommended a local bar.
We managed to find our bearings and soon we were having our first real drinks of the holiday. It didn't take long for the altitude and alcohol to kick in, and the four of us were soon up dancing on our chairs and generally having a laugh.
Michelle said we should call it a night as we had to be up early to collect our boards from the hire shop, so reluctantly we staggered back, but not before having a snowball fight on the way. Jane caught me full in the face with a great shot...the bitch. I would have to get my own back on her for that one!
Being in a chalet we had got two en-suite rooms for the four of us. I was in a double with Jane, and Claire was in a twin with Michelle. Now I know you guys out there are thinking "Great, two girls sharing a bed", but it happens all the time and it has never turned into a lesbian sex-fest! You must know me by now, even though I do find girls attractive, I just love cock too much to turn.
Almost as soon as my head touched the pillow I was sound asleep. The early start, late night and the extended day due to the time difference had really caught up with me. Next morning the alarm clock woke me up to find myself alone in the bed.
I went to the bathroom and splashed some water on my face, and then threw on yesterday's clothes. As I walked into the living area I found Jane talking to Dani and a few of the other chalet guests. It seemed Jane had woken early with the excitement and had already gone down for breakfast.
We were soon joined by Claire and Michelle and after a bowl of cereal each we tucked into a plate of eggs and bacon with a side order of toast all washed down with a large coffee to shake off the cobwebs.
As we ate we got the low-down on the town from Dani and the other guests. Which the best bars were, what runs we should try out and which restaurants were worth going to on Dani's day off.
After breakfast we got showered and changed into our snow wear, and then Dani took us to get our equipment and lift passes. Before long we were on the hills, working off our large breakfast and last nights drinks.
The powder was great and the weather was dry and sunny. The four of us spent most of the day exploring the mountain, with a break for a light lunch and a glass of wine. By mid afternoon we were all pretty done in, and decided to head back for a soak in the hot tub.
Dani had left some cakes and muffins out for us, but I gave them a miss. I went to my room and stripped off, dumping all my clothes on the bed, then had a quick shower and put on my bikini. The hot tub was on the back porch and could seat about eight at a squeeze. The other girls joined me and as we sat in the tub relaxing we saw a large 4x4 pull up by the double garage in the back.
A guy who looked to be in his mid forties got out and walked towards the house. As he passed he looked and waved, calling out "Hi."
"He's quite tasty," said Claire.
"Very nice for an older guy," replied Michelle.
"Who do you think he is?" asked Claire.
"I bet he either works on the chalet or owns it," I said.
"He can work on me," laughed Claire.
"Me too," I said.
Now I'm not too bad looking, but Claire is stunning. She has a perfect figure, the most amazing boobs and gorgeous, curly auburn hair. When we go on a summer holiday I always feel envious of her. She always goes topless, and her firm, D-cup breasts put my small B-cups to shame.
"Fancy a walk round the shops for a couple of hours, do a bit of shopping?" asked Jane.
"Sounds good," said Michelle.
"Yeah great," agreed Claire.
"I'm going to leave you girls to it, I said, I need to get my head down for a couple of hours."
We all wrapped towels around ourselves and wandered in to the chalet. Back in the bedroom I dried myself off and picked up my clothes from the bed, hanging up my jacket and pants. I went to put my underwear and base layer in my washing bag, but I couldn't find my knickers. I checked everywhere, even checking the legs of my snow pants. Strange.
"Have you moved my knickers?" I asked Jane.
"Why would I want to touch your dirty knickers?" she laughed.
"I can't find them anywhere."
I was too tired to think straight, so I let it go and got into bed. Even though I was so tired I lay there for about ten minutes but couldn't drift off. Sod it, I might as well get a shower and see if I could find the girls.
The warm water felt great, and I could feel it wash the tiredness from my aching body. I got dried off and put on some clean knickers and matching black bra. It was then I remembered we had decided to share a hair dryer to save luggage weight, and it was in Claire and Michelle's room.
I opened my door and listened for a second. There didn't appear to be anyone home so I sneaked down the hall in just my underwear. As I opened the door to their room I disturbed the guy we had seen outside looking through a chest of drawers.
"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted.
He spun around and looked at me, keeping his hands behind his back.
"What have you got there?" I demanded.
